flora
The shit-eating smile falls away from the queen's lips as she nods sincerely, her aqua eyes meeting Zavien's. "I promise." It's said with all the respect of a vow; what few pieces of the dragoon she'd managed to carve out told her that he likely wouldn't take well to hurting her, even if it was just an accident.
With that settled between them, Flora holds up the blockers, her feet hip-width apart and her balance shifted forward onto her toes. In what feels like a split second she watches shadows darken the dragoon's features, carving deep lines of frustration across his forehead and steeling his jaw. As Zavien throws his first punch the queen is surprised by the force of it. Luckily the pads absorb the worst of it, but she's still shoved back a few inches and the grunt that leaves her lips is anything but ladylike. As he follows it up with another, the queen begins to figure out how best to move into and against the blows so that she won't seem like such a static target.
"Again," She whispers, peeping out from behind the pads if only to reassure him that she was alright.
With that settled between them, Flora holds up the blockers, her feet hip-width apart and her balance shifted forward onto her toes. In what feels like a split second she watches shadows darken the dragoon's features, carving deep lines of frustration across his forehead and steeling his jaw. As Zavien throws his first punch the queen is surprised by the force of it. Luckily the pads absorb the worst of it, but she's still shoved back a few inches and the grunt that leaves her lips is anything but ladylike. As he follows it up with another, the queen begins to figure out how best to move into and against the blows so that she won't seem like such a static target.
"Again," She whispers, peeping out from behind the pads if only to reassure him that she was alright.
We need love, But all we want is danger
We team up, Then switch sides like a record changer
We team up, Then switch sides like a record changer
